She already felt dead in everything but name. What remained to be taken from her? She longed to be enfolded, welcomed, into the earth – to breathe no more, love no more, hurt no more
Related Authors: Alan Brennert | Moloka'i
Related Topics: death, earth, lost, sleep, suicide
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